who you used to be

who you used to be She sways with the motion of the rocking chair, her head leaning slowly from side to side, listening to the soft creaking of her front porch floor. She’s ignoring the dread that’s rising quietly in her chest.Cicadas hum low as street lights flicker alive, the two buzzing together in a familiar…… Continue reading who you used to be

Toad Hunting | A Short Story

I hope you’re having a wonderful morning, friends! I have a short story to share today. This is a little different from my usual posts, but I like to share my occasional writings when I can. 😀 I hope you enjoy! toad huntinga short story2-10-19 “Wanna go toad hunting?”Your cheerful voice startles me. I lift…… Continue reading Toad Hunting | A Short Story

Refill {Short Story}

Happy first day of summer, everyone! ☀️ Today’s post is going to be a little different from usual – I’m going to be sharing a short story! I actually wrote this story two summers ago, then set it aside and forgot about it for a while. Recently, I discovered it and decided to rewrite it.…… Continue reading Refill {Short Story}

{remember}

“Hey, girl.” I’m sitting by Maude’s head as she lays asleep on the cool tile of the front porch, stretched out in the shadiest corner to escape the summer sunshine. She wakes up at the sound of my voice, yawning and blinking and wagging her tail as if to say, I thought you had forgotten…… Continue reading {remember}